Monday Monday

Well here it is Monday afternoon and where has the day gone? All it seems I've done is housework, feeding kids and getting laundry folded.

Why does the play room always have toys, paper, crayons, and pens on the floor? It can be cleaned and in 5 minutes look like it belongs in some listing of bomb sites. I'm considering getting that yellow caution tape and just roping the room off until the girls are teenagers.

Tomorrow is 3 weeks with this cast on and I'm ready to rip it off myself.

Momma never said there'd be days like this...

The girls have me wonder some days. Why?? Libby's been in a funk lately and everything is a *heavy sigh* or a *stomp the feet* kind of response. Makes me want to move out before she turns 13.

Allan asks the girls what they want to eat for dinner. Libby answered him, "Red Lobster." He doesn't realize that he needs to give them a choice of things rather than an open ended question about things like that.

Gwyn's new favorite thing to watch on TV is Sesame Street. Ugh! I love Grover and the gang don't get me wrong but you can only take so many repeats of the same songs they played for the last 30 years. I know for a fact its been that long because I watched them when I was little.

Oh we are having Chicken with stars for dinner. Mommy fixed that by saying Chicken Noodle or Chicken with stars when Daddy said mommy needed to decide.

Nothing much more today.